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She sighed; it was that time of the week again, when she gathered up all the laundry and started shuttling it down to the basement laundry room to monopolize the washer and dryer. She was in her oldest pair of faded and ripped jeans and her favorite wholly t-shirt with the ripped off collar and sleeves that just barely clung to her upper body. As a rabbit she had little in the way of body modesty in any case so showing a little fur didn't really bother her that much. Besides what were the neighbors going to do anyway, complain to the landlord? That was a laugh. Half of them were dirty old men and the other half were their wives. The most that would happen was that someone would scowl at her but she didn't care.

The first load was in the drier and the second was just going in the washer when she heard the tap on the laundry room door. Her ears turned a moment before her head, caught by the unexpected sound. There standing just outside the now open door stood the landlords son, he was a handsome young tiger perhaps 6 feet tall with the most startling blue eyes she'd ever seen. "Excuse me Miss, Ah... are you just about done?"

She frowned and looked at the calendar on the wall. Yes it was Thursday, her day to have the machines. "Actually I was just getting started. Did you need something?" She finished putting the coins into the slot on the machine but waited to start it just in case he had some kind of emergency and needed to fix the machine or something.

The blonde tiger blushed, the color in his cheeks visible through his white fur. "Ummm... sort of..." He looked back over his shoulder then came into the room closing the door behind himself. "See Miss a friend of mine just dumped his soda all over me and... I'm supposed to go to this formal dinner thing with Dad and Mom tonight..." She could see the reason the boy, no young man he must be nearly twenty by now, was blushing. The soda stained his white shirt and the front of his dark grey dress pants, it only just missed the blue tie that matched his eyes so perfectly. "I don't have anything else dressy that I can wear and Mom's going to rip me a new one if I go in jeans and a t-shirt."

She looked at the clock. "What time is the dinner?" She'd just put in a load of light colors that would work well with his pants and the shirt shouldn't pick up any color from the other items in there.

The embarrassed tiger shuffled his feet, "About an hour and a half." He really did look like he was afraid of his mother's wrath.

Making up her mind she nodded. "Alright strip." She leaned her ass against the washing machine and regarded him levelly. "Soda will stain that white shirt if we don't get it off and treated right now. As for your pants, well I'm sure you understand that walking around looking like you wet yourself is not the best option." Her arms folded over her chest and she tapped her foot on the floor waiting. "That is unless you want to wait till I'm done this load in a half hour and hope you have time to get your stuff dry before dinner."

The young tiger's eyes widened at her no nonsense tone and he nodded slowly. "Those are really good points Miss. But that means I'd be in my shorts..." He looked uncomfortable glancing at the door that didn't have a lock on it.

She frowned up at him for a moment then said, "Well do you think you can sneak into your apartment and change without your mother catching you?" That made him shake his head and she smiled. "It isn't like you're going to be naked. Besides I've seen naked men before it doesn't bother me in the least. If you want those clothes cleaned you better strip down cause I'm going to start this wash in a moment." She turned to face away from him a slight smile on her lips as she considered ways to spend the next hour or so while the young man's clothing was cleaned and dried.

Her husband hadn't said a word about the night she'd spent with their fox friend in January, so either he didn't know or he didn't care. Right now all she knew is that there was a virile young man standing behind her starting to take his clothes off if her ears were right. She could feel her body starting to react to the idea of that beautiful young body disrobing behind her, the tightening in her abdomen, the slight tingling in her nipples. Oh this could be fun, since he was a few years younger than her and seemed to be used to taking orders from an older female. Having gotten away with it once she was desperate to do it again, six months with no fulfillment was more than she was able to stand.

The basement was cool and secluded, the perfect place to spend a summer afternoon closeted with a handsome young man. She could see the legs of passers by out the small window up near the ceiling but that wouldn't be much of a problem. The door was closed and since it was her day to have the room it wasn't likely that anyone would come bursting in here as long as they were quiet about what they did. Her husband wasn't due home for a few more hours yet and even if he did come home he'd just assume she was down here doing laundry.

She waited with her back to the young man until his shirt and pants were placed on the shelf beside the washer. "There now that wasn't so hard was it?" She took special pleasure in hitting the word hard with extra emphasis. Her hands spread the soiled shirt out and she treated it with the stain remover before tossing it into the washer, the pants were treated similarly and she closed the lid setting the machine to start it's cycle. All this time she'd been listening to him moving around restlessly behind her, knowing that he could smell her growing arousal almost as well as a canine could.

When she finally turned to face him she was greeted with the sight of a slightly built yet well toned young body, his white and black stripes clashing nicely with the dark red boxers he was wearing. He had his hands down covering his groin as if that would keep her from knowing that he was already starting to firm up just from being nearly naked in the same room as her. It was difficult to contain the amusement that wanted to bubble up in the form of laughter at the look on his face. "Relax no one's going to come in and see you like this. It's just us until your things are dry." She hopped up onto the washing machine as it started its cycle, leaning back to rest her shoulders against the wall and regard her companion. "Have you got a girlfriend?" It sounded like she was just making idle chatter but she was concerned that he might already be tied to another female and that would spoil her plans for him.

He shook his head staring at his feet. "No Miss, never had a girlfriend."

She could see his ears folding back into that blonde hair and smiled to herself. "No boyfriend either? I mean I don't know you that well you could prefer men." Though with the way he was acting and how he smelled she was pretty sure he liked girls just fine.

He jerked his head up and looked at her with wide startled eyes. "No Miss! I..." His words ground to a halt when he saw what she was doing. While she'd been talking with him her hand had idly slipped inside her shirt and she was fondling her left breast teasing the nipple to get it good and hard.

"Something wrong?" She smiled lazily at him, licking her lips in a slow suggestive way. The machine under her ass had just started the fun part of the cycle, agitating the clothing inside and making the whole of the surface vibrate. She closed her eyes and slid her right hand down to press between her thighs, working three fingers against the worn denim so that it moved against her hidden labia. "God I love laundry day!"

The tiger just stared at her open mouthed as she worked her body while enjoying the vibrations of the machine under her. It took him a few moments to make up his mind but before she had to suggest anything he was moving closer to her, his scent so strongly aroused that she chuckled to herself.

The tattered shirt she was wearing slipped off her left shoulder baring the breast she was toying with and the fingers that kept rolling that nipple between them. She heard him make a soft whining sound in the back of his throat when he found himself confronted with that sight. "Do you want to help?" Her voice had gone low and smoky like it did when she was aroused.

She heard his head move and assumed he'd nodded to answer her question before she opened her eyes and looked directly into those wonderful blue depths. "Just be gentle." She reached out with her left hand and pulled the upraised right hand he was hesitating to touch her with up against her breast. His palm felt warm against her and she let out a soft moan of appreciation as she nodded. "That's right, hold it gently." she practically breathed, "You can squeeze a little if you want to."

He was large and fumbling and too eager to comply with her slightest suggestion, his fingers tightening almost too fast for her to enjoy it. "Slow down we don't have to rush." She sat up lifting her right hand to slip it over his left shoulder. "That's it," She whispered into his ear as he took a big breath and made his hand relax, before slowly massaging the tender tissue. "Take your time, it's not a race to see who finishes first."

She hooked her legs around his slender waist to hold him close and let her head fall back so he could better see what he was playing with. Her shirt was getting in the way so she shrugged her right arm out of it as well to let it pool around her waist baring all of her bust for his hungry eyes. It took him a few moments to realize he could use both his hands at the same time but the moment he figured it out his other hand was gently holding and caressing her right breast. She let out another pleased sound, leaning back so her hands supported her weight, letting her recline so her hips were pressed tight against his but he had room to play with her bust.

A low growl slipped out of him when he felt the heat radiating from her hidden sex through her jeans and his boxers. The machine was vibrating enough that it kept her close to the edge, wanting just a little stimulation to send her over. The feel of his hard length trapped in that cloth was almost enough to do the job. He started to lower his head then paused not sure if he'd be allowed to continue what she'd let him start. Since it was exactly what she had in mind right now she put a little pressure on the back of his neck guiding his head down toward what he wanted to taste.

In his eagerness to taste the little bud of flesh that he'd been toying with he actually bit her making her let out a displeased whine. "Not so rough, you're not eating it you're sucking on it honey." His ears flicked up then folded back down against his head as he took in the soft rebuke and the advice at the same time. His teeth slid back a little and he sucked gently at the flesh of her nipple pulling a pleased moan from her, "Better..." Her breathy voice seemed to be making him even harder, so she pulled with her legs, driving her feet into his buttocks to make him rock his hips forward. He let out a louder growl, getting the hint and started to shift himself back and forth against her denim clad pussy.

She let him dry hump her for a while head falling back so her hair tickled the back of her hand where it rested on the washing machine. "Oh that's good..." but it wasn't enough, she wanted to feel him inside her! Still he was so inexperienced that she figured he'd go off the moment he was sheathed in her. Best to get that over with quickly then rouse him to play again so she could have her fill. "Wait a moment." She sat up and pushed his head away from her bust. "Don't worry you can have what you want just let me get these off." She leaned back again and unfastened her jeans.

His eyes went wide as saucers when she started shifting her hips to shove the jeans down off her legs. Before she had to make the suggestion his shorts were on the floor and he was reaching for her again. "You are so beautiful!" He sounded so innocent it was almost heart breaking, but the turgid form of his member said he was ready to do exactly what she wanted of him.

His hands slid around her waist and up her back lifting her nearly off the machine in his eagerness to return his mouth to her chest. Once again she wrapped her legs around his hips and reeled him in against her body. This time she could feel the throbbing heat of his cock directly against her labia and it made her shiver in anticipation. With his head lowered to her chest she ran her fingers up the back of his neck enjoying the silky feel of his blonde strands as they slipped through her grip. She applied gentle pressure to the back of his head pressing his mouth just a little more firmly into her breast. "Oh that's much better..." She was making soft sounds with each of her faster breaths now, and his ears flicked up to better hear them. While she was enjoying the way his lips sealed around her nipple, she really wanted to feel that hot shaft driving into her so her fingers curled into a fist and she pulled him off her breast with a little popping sound accompanied by a desperate whine from him.

"Hush, you can go back to that in a moment. Right now..." She shifted forward and wrapped her other hand around his beautiful penis. "I want this!" She stroked up and down a few times, making sure she had his full attention focused on what she was doing and not on what she'd pulled him away from. "Listen carefully, you're going to slide this monster into me slowly. Push forward till you feel resistance then pull back a little and push again understand? That will let my natural juices cover you and let you get in as deep as possible." She watched his face until he nodded slowly, his eyes still as wide as saucers with the knowledge that she was not only going to let him have her but that she was teaching him how to do it the right way.

Once she was sure he had the idea she leaned back a little and repositioned the shaft in her hand so that his tip was brushing against her wet labia. She knew where she wanted him so she made sure that he was in the right place then tightened her legs a little to let him know it was time to push. He was a big boy, the first push of his hips had her squirming, as he worked the head of his cock forward and into her folds. He paused and pulled back like she'd told him then pushed again. The heat was delightful, that he stretched her so much with just his head inside her was an added bonus. She caught her breath and wrapped both her arms around his shoulders. His hands fell to her ass and pulled her forward on the machine so he could push again sinking further into her tight embrace.

Every time he moved into her he let out a desperate hissing sound that was music to her ears. She could feel how fast his heart was beating through the contact with his member and knew she didn't have long before he blew his load, but that was the whole point in making him take his time to enter her. The slow pushes widened her passage and dragged her hood against her clit, making her shudder and groan. The equally slow withdrawals flared the barbs on his cock to drag against her walls making him moan delightfully. Finally he lost his patience and shoved the last few inches of himself into her in a single quick rush. Her head jerked back and she stifled a cry of pleasure as that pushed her over the edge making her spasm around his throbbing hard dick. He couldn't stop the cry of pure ecstasy that ripped out of his throat when he felt himself hilted and grabbed by her silky embrace and the inevitable overcame him. He shoved his hips against her in little jerks as his cock exploded, shooting ropes of hot cum deep into her body.

He clung to her like she was a life raft in a turbulent sea, holding her so tightly that she found it hard to breathe. She murmured softly to him that it was alright, keeping her arms around his torso and petting down the back of his neck.

It only took a few moments before he'd recovered enough to lift his head from her shoulder a dazed look still in his eyes. "Oh my god!" He swallowed hard and pushed his mouth against hers, his tongue sliding between his parted lips to leave a wet trail against hers. She parted her lips for him and sucked on his tongue for a few moments until he'd gotten the idea that he needed to calm down some. She explored his tongue with hers, using gentle touches and soft suckles to keep him from getting too excited again, teaching him how to kiss by showing him what to do. Eventually he pulled his mouth away and licked his lips, seeming pleased with himself.

She could feel him starting to soften inside her and smiled up at him. "Where do you think you're going?" Her legs stayed firmly wrapped around his hips holding him tightly pressed to her so he couldn't get away. "We still have a while before the machine's done." Her eyes sparkled with mischief when she watched the reality of the situation dawn on him.

"You mean..." He blushed again, his ears perking up this time as he came to the conclusion that not only had he just lost his v-card but now he was going to get to do it again!

She nodded slowly. "I mean." She ran her fingers over his collar bone gently then leaned back a little so she was almost sitting on his hands. She wriggled against him tightening her embrace around him in a rhythmic way till he started to come back to full hardness once more. "You're young, you bounce back quickly." With her legs locked around his hips he had little chance to escape her, not that he seemed to want to. "Go back to slow movements, pull back till you feel like you're almost out then push back in again."

He gave a slow nod of his head and followed her directions carefully. The slow drag of his barbs against her inner walls as he pulled back was pure heaven. As he pushed that large member back into her he let out a soft groan and tightened his hands on her ass once more so he could pull her toward him at the same time. "Ahhhh... good you're a fast learner. Keep going." She let her body fall back, until only her arms held her to him as he started to slowly rut her. She could feel every delicious inch of him as he first pulled back, then sank himself right back into her hot tight depths. His tail was doing all kinds of flicks and loops behind his back which made his ass twitch under her feet and she couldn't help smiling at the feeling.

She knew the warm fluid that was squelching out of her every time he hilted inside her was dribbling down the front of the machine but that didn't matter. All that mattered was that she had a big fat cock gliding deep into her over and over. "Yes that's right! Don't stop!" She jerked his head down to her other breast shoving his mouth up against her nipple as she arched her back to make it easier for him to reach.

He didn't need more than that invitation to wrap his mouth around the hard little nub and suck strongly as he kept working his hips back and forth. "Oh God! That's it! A little faster now!" His pace picked up, but his strokes shortened as well so that he wasn't coming out as far but as he shoved back into her she felt him bottoming out with a delicious little groan. She let her head fall back as he gave her what she'd wanted from the moment she first saw him standing in the doorway.

His pace picked up, not through any direction of hers, but as he started to follow his instincts. She loved the way that his thick shaft filled her so full she felt like she was going to burst. The way that his barbs pulled against her inner walls as he pulled back adding to the intensity of the sensations she was experiencing. Her hands slipped from his shoulders and she fell back onto the lid of the machine, letting out a soft whimper as the new position had the fat head of his cock smashing against her unprotected womb.

She couldn't last, all the build up was pulling at her and urging her to the same place. Biting down on her lower lip to keep from crying out too loudly she let her body have its way. Her orgasm came crashing down over her like a tidal wave forcing every inch of her to tighten until she was holding him so tightly he barely had room to move. Not knowing any better due to his inexperience he kept trying to shove his cock back in those few inches that she'd forced him out, hammering at the tight muscles and prolonging her peak. When she finally started to subside he was back to thrusting with abandon, his own need taking over to the point where she couldn't have stopped him if she'd wanted to.

He was like a raging jackhammer, driving back into her time and again, hands pinning her hips to his so she had little movement left to her. But that suited her just fine, it meant she didn't have to think about little things like the ache that she was going to feel when they were through. Her body started to tighten again as she felt another peak building inside her, but this time he let out a subdued growl of his own, finally overcome with the pleasure of stuffing himself into a too tight bunny. Just as her peak crested he buried his face in her bust and roared against her sternum, cock swelling to a point where she was sure she'd never hold him, moments before he started blasting more thick rich tiger cum deep into her. His every thrust had cum forced out of her depths and down the front of his groin and her inner thighs. She was too lost in her third orgasm to notice and he was so far gone into his second that he wouldn't have cared if he did.

Gradually he came to a stop, panting and mewling like a kitten against her chest as he fought to recover from such intense pleasure. As she came back to herself she stroked his back again letting him know it was alright and that he'd done well.

Not long after that the buzzer on the washing machine went off, followed by the one on the dryer. He started to laugh breathlessly and lifted his head to look down at her, which made her start to laugh as well. Slowly he moved back and out of her surveying the mess he'd made down the front of the machine and of both their bodies. "I think I made a mess Miss." He said, leaning back against the wall and closing his eyes.

She gave herself a few more moments to recover then slid off the machine onto wobbly legs. A towel from the baskets of dirty laundry made quick work of cleaning her up, then wiping down the machine before she handed him one as well so he could get most of the cum out of his groin fur. She didn't bother watching him clean up, simply switched the laundry out, filling an empty basket with the dry things, putting the wet things in the dryer and filling the washer with another load of dirty stuff. She was bent over the machine setting the timer when she felt his hands on her hips once more and he leaned down over her back to whisper, "What shall we do while we wait for the clothes to dry Miss?" And to her delight she felt that fat swollen head pressing between her thighs once more...